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sparksinthenight · 2 years
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battle-of-alberta · 7 months
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based on a True Story of just yesterday. I say ok i won't be mean to ed and then suddenly he's sobbing on the pharmacy floor I can't help it!! he looks like a sop but he is a sop with a background in theatre, okay.
do you ever notice that Banff and Jasper kind of take up a Lot of Space in calendars, lol... this is an issue that Ed pretends he's not sensitive about but considering these things keep happening to him, i mean, actually more than once. (Who do they think we are??? Calgary??????). All this on top of his battle with google to change his profile pic too.
anyway have some nice photos of edmonton i took these past few months that are by no means professional but i like them
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edmonton :) yeah.
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March 11, 2024
Mrs. Petrovic: Madam Speaker, Trudeau and his continued mission to further encroach into the lives of Albertans is ignoring the voices of us in this matter. That is why Bill 204 is a necessary piece of legislation to make sure Albertans will be heard loud and clear. This is not just a hypothetical concern, either. Last August the city of Edmonton council voted 10 to 3 in favour of moving forward with a plan to potentially establish a national urban park in Edmonton’s river valley. This is not what Albertans want. From my experience leading a municipality as a former mayor, I can attest that this is not the approach Albertans want.
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allbeendonebefore · 1 year
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You felt the old bridge weigh us down / let's try to turn our love around / and take the dethbridge out of town
Hello from Lethbridge, thank you and good night! I don't know that we will have WiFi in Dinosaur Park so you may have to wait a while for trip updates.
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hungerofhadarr · 30 days
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There is nothing like the rush of learning a shop that you had a strange feeling of being disliked in is confirmed to be very much Not liked in the community and it one of the few places that they recommend not looking for work in Because they hold a fucking elitist attitude to everyone else in the community
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canadachronicles · 7 months
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Strange dear, but true dear When I'm close to you, dear The stars fill the sky So in love with you am I Even without you My arms fold about you You know, darling why So in love with you am I
k. d. lang, expressing my feelings, as she so often does, beautifully. For I am So in Love with my girl (who, very luckily, loves me the same!)
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ceasarslegion · 5 months
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Thinking of making one of those "[BIG CITY] MENTIONED" anime girl memes for edmonton but have no idea whats even unique to edmontonians
The river valley? WEM? Whyte ave? Antique stores? Getting stabbed in the subway? Unidentified bodily fluids on the sidewalk? Those last 2 things could also be new york except theres no rats here
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garadinervi · 2 months
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6000+ Names of Palestinians killed by Israel from October 7, 2023 – October 26, 2023, (markers on canvas), (installation views), Compiled and assembled by Veronica Fuentes and community members for the Canada Palestine Cultural Association (CPCA), November 2023 [Latitude 53, Edmonton]
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«In early November 2023, a group of Indigenous, Jewish, and settler community members came together to take action in solidarity with Palestine. To publicly grieve the lives of those killed at the hands of the Israeli state, they rolled out a 9-metre strip of canvas in Churchill Square and asked passers-by to contribute by writing out one or more names of those lost to Israel’s genocidal attacks. Some Edmontonians joined to write out the names of family members killed by Israeli bombardments. As the siege of Gaza and bombing continued, the scroll required additional material. The names were copied directly from a list of 6,747 names released by the Gaza Ministry of Health. The scroll eventually grew to be 55 metres in length and still contains only a fraction of the names of all those killed by Israel since October 7th. Today, over 30,000 Palestinians have now been killed by Israel— a number that continues to rise every day. The piece intends to help people visually process the staggering death toll in Gaza, and convey that every day without a ceasefire and an end to Canada’s complicity in Israeli aggression is resulting in hundreds of more lives killed by Israel. The scroll is unnamed and unfinished. Local Indigenous, Jewish, and settler allies have been the caretakers of this scroll. It is to be given to The Canada Palestine Cultural Association (CPCA).»
Group Exhibition: Let it bring___, Latitude 53, Edmonton, February 10 – March 16, 2024
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drysaladandketchup · 3 months
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Mattdrai and 14 please for the Game. Thank you 💜
Thank you, anon! Once again I have failed to understand the word 'mini'. Seriously never ask me to write something short I don't know how to anymore. I hope it's to your liking :)
14. things you said after you kissed me
He expects a lot of things when he walks into the airport toting his life behind him in a suitcase: the drone of hundreds of voices, the inevitable bustle of bodies, brightly lit screens flashing so much information it makes your head spin, lines, because there's always lines everywhere for everything, the smell of fifteen different coffee shops vying for traveller's attention. Fuck knows he's going to need one of those soon.
What he doesn't expect is to be grabbed mid-yawn as he's on his way to check his luggage. If he was already jittery about the move before, he nearly has a heart attack now when a hand latches onto his bicep and drags him into a shadowy alcove, half-concealed by a thick pillar.
Matthew's brain very unhelpfully provides him with the image of being mugged before he's even out of Calgary. Pissed off fans angry he's leaving for bright, sunny, warm-all-year-round Florida, perhaps? Some even more pissed off Edmontonian who saw he was leaving and came down here thinking now's my chance? He wouldn't put it past some of them.
He's not too far off the mark with that last one. When he rips his arm free and spins to face his assailant, he laughs right in their face.
"Jesus, dude, you look like a stalker."
In fairness, Leon usually dresses pretty decent. But right now he's in plain jeans and a thick, unassuming pull-over sweater--it's fucking summer in Calgary, who does that?--with the hood pulled up over a snap-back, head ducked low so the brim hides part of his face.
"Didn't want to be recognized," Leon says, somewhat defensively, like he's only now realising how very conspicuous he looks in a place like this.
"I got that." Matthew checks his phone. He's got a bit of time for... for whatever this is, so he sets his stuff down and leans against the wall across from Leon. It only puts a couple feet of space between them.
"What are you doing here?"
Leon tugs the hood and hat off his head, runs fingers through his hair. It's still pretty long--Leon's let it grow since the spring, and Matthew has very distinct memories of running fingers through it--but it's also uncharacteristically messy. He doesn't look entirely focused, either; there's shadows under his eyes.
"I came to see you," Leon says.
Suddenly, Matthew really wishes he wasn't here. Either of them. It's been two weeks since they've seen each other, since Matthew broke the news. Not that it was Leon's business. They weren't... weren't anything. Not partners, anyways. Not really. And this was Matthew's choice, his career, his future he was considering. That had to come first.
But now Leon's here, and Matthew has never wanted to run so badly in his life. This didn't feel like running before. The earth could split open and swallow him whole, and it would be kinder than that look on Leon's face, all anger and desperation and confusion and... God, he looks so fucking tired.
It's a 9am flight to Florida. It's just past six now. The sun's barely up.
"Have you slept at all?" Matthew asks, instead of a million other questions.
Leon shoves his hands in the pocket of his sweater and shakes his head. "I couldn't."
"So you drove all the way down here."
"Don't sound so surprised."
"Hard not to be when you haven't talked to me in weeks."
Leon's mouth twists. Slumped back against the wall, curled in on himself, it may be one of the few times Matthew could ever say he looks small. Fragile.
Sighing, Leon finally, finally looks Matthew in the eye. He's not scowling like the last time they met, the night he stood in Matthew's doorway and told him he didn't understand anything before storming out of Matthew's life.
"I thought we should talk. Before you go," Leon says.
Matthew does understand, now. He put it together staring at Leon's back as he disappeared into the night. He knows why Leon's really here. What he really means.
I wanted to see you.
It's amazing how many people say Leon is hard to read. He's always been an open book to Matthew, even when he was snapping and bearing his teeth. All his emotions spilling from the pages.
"Okay." Matthew swallows. "We can talk."
Neither of them does, for a minute. They stare at each other, through each other. Remembering. Committing all the little details to memory. Matthew's palms tingle with the urge to touch.
"You kissed me," Leon finally says, "then said you were leaving."
Yeah, not Matthew's finest moment, if he's being honest. But he didn't know what else to do. There was already so much turmoil around the trade and the shit going on with the Flames.
And then there was Leon. There was no way it wouldn't be gruesome.
"How long did you know?" Leon's voice is rigid, but still calm. "Would you actually have told me, if I hadn't come to see you?"
A year ago, yeah, he would have said it was none of Leon's damn business. Why would he care? But they've come a long way since then. Farther than Matthew could have anticipated. Farther than he realised, until he was staring at Leon's retreating back and silently begging him to turn around, to come back, to stay.
Of course Matthew was going to tell him. He's not an asshole. But that's not what this is about.
"Does it really matter?"
"It matters to me."
"You're not here because you're pissed I didn't tell you sooner."
He knows why Leon's here, and he knows why part of him is stupidly happy Leon is here. Even if nothing will change.
"Did you even think about how I'd--" Leon groans, scratches at the back of his head.
"I did," Matthew says, because it's the truth. Of course he thought about Leon. How could he not?
Leon's gaze drops to the floor, and he grits out, "Fuck. I wanted to do this better."
Matthew can practically hear time ticking by. His heartbeat makes a good clock, thudding away in his chest.
"What is this, Leon? What do you want?"
Dangerous question. Leon could say a million things that would make Matthew's entire resolve waver. If they're not done, if there's even a sliver of hope...
But Leon doesn't say anything. Instead he steps forward, cups Matthew's face between his hands, and kisses him. Not rough or desperate. There's no urgency. It's slow and deep and bruising, and Matthew melts into it because he could never do anything else, and Leon holds tight like he thinks Matthew will disappear if he doesn't.
It's an apology and a confession. It's not the first time they've kissed, but it may be the first time it's been an honest one.
It doesn't last long. Matthew barely has time to taste it, savour it, get a fistful of Leon's hoodie like he's the one threatening to leave. There's a moment as Leon pulls back where Matthew thinks he's imagined it all. Where it feels like something precious is slipping between his fingers.
But no, Leon's still there when he opens his eyes, pressed from hip to chest, noses brushing, beard catching Matthew's freshly shaved cheek. Hot breathes mingle between their mouths.
"Would you stay," Leon whispers, hand sliding back to tangle through Matthew's curls, "if I asked?"
He didn't ask the night Matthew told him. He was too angry, too upset. It took Matthew too long to realise why, to recognise what he was seeing on Leon's face was heartbreak.
But they both know the answer. Still, Matthew closes his eyes and takes the luxury of thinking about it. Considers the possibilities.
"Would you actually ask?" he says.
Leon's fingers curl around the back of Matthew's neck. "If I thought you'd actually say yes."
"But you won't."
"No."
"Because you know I won't."
"I know."
"It's not you."
"I know." Leon steps back only as far as Matthew's grip on his hoodie will allow. "Fuck, you don't make things easy."
Matthew chuckles. "When have I ever? You're not winning any awards either."
Leon scoffs.
"Still," Matthew says. "This is better than what you said to me the first time we kissed."
"What did I say?"
"Pretty sure it was, 'Get the fuck out of my arena.' And something about hoping I lose my next game."
Leon smirks. Doesn't look even a little sorry. "And did you lose your next game?"
"Fuck off." Matthew shoves his shoulder, unable to keep a grin from tugging at his mouth.
He looks away only long enough to straighten out his shirt and run a hand through his hair, but when he looks back, Leon isn't smiling anymore, and his brows are pulled low.
"I really fucked up my timing, huh?"
Matthew winces. "Just a little, yeah." Makes two of us. He's about to say more but Leon waves a hand.
"But you were going to leave anyways, I know. I got it."
"Leon--"
"I'm not here to stop you. I just wanted to... you know."
I don't want this to be over. I want to make this work.
Still an open book.
Matthew angles his head, forces Leon's eyes back to him, staring right into that mystifying grey-blue that always reminded him of a thunderstorm. Everything about Leon kind of reminds him of one. What does that make Matthew? A whirlwind? A hurricane? Storms, both of them.
"Yeah. Yeah, okay." Matthew steps closer, crowding Leon against the wall this time. They may not have known what they were doing before, but Matthew knows what he wants now.
Leon must have found his answer too, because he kisses Matthew again, no less meaningful than the last, pulling Matthew into his body, into his hands, his mouth. Breathing his air and tasting his tongue, giving and taking until they're light-headed and fitting pieces of each other together.
"You better not be fucking with me, Draisaitl," Matthew pants out once he's got his breath back.
He doesn't get far before he's pulling Leon to him, into his arms, getting the bulk of him in a crushing hug. And Leon hugs him back, a deep laugh rumbling right in Matthew's ear and fingers carving into his back. That's answer enough.
Somehow, Matthew is strong enough to let go. And just like that the world is moving again. He's too aware of everything outside their little alcove, so loud and invasive. He's running out of time. His future's waiting for him down south.
When they step back out into bright lights and bustling strangers, Leon's got his hat and hood back on, keeping his head tilted low. He doesn't stray far, bumping Matthew's arm every so often as he walks with him through luggage check and down towards the gates.
They get to security, and for the first time since the trade decision was made, Matthew hesitates. This is what he wanted. What he still wants. What he needs. The only variable left is...
Leon has stopped a few steps behind, leaving Matthew stranded and alone. He turns back around to find Leon watching him silently. They may as well be the only ones in the world, the way his vision tunnels.
"Well," Matthew says, words clogging his throat. "Guess I'll... see you around. We'll talk. I'll call, or..."
"I'm serious, Matthew." His name always sounds beautiful and dangerous on Leon's tongue. "About this. You and me."
And fuck, Matthew's only human. He drops his bag, marches back over to Leon and tugs him into another kiss. He nearly knocks the hat off Leon's head with the force, crushing his lips and clacking their teeth together. It doesn't even matter if people see them.
One more time. Just one more. Until they can see each other again.
"I know." Matthew shudders against Leon's eager mouth, kissing the smile that breaks out under his lips. "I want to try us too."
He swallows the strangled sound that comes up from Leon's throat, tipsy with it, like he's getting drunk just from this. Is that possible? Fuck knows, but he sure as hell wants to find out one day.
Matthew jerks back, breathless, hot-cheeked, and beaming.
"And I'm gonna be fucking great."
If Leon wasn't slack-jawed, if they weren't the them they are now, he would have chirped Matthew to high hell. If they were on the ice he'd probably put Matthew into the boards just for fun.
But the Leon here and now only scoffs, shaking his head like he's been well and truly defeated. Then he smiles.
"Yeah, I know. So get the fuck out of here and go be great."
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battle-of-alberta · 2 years
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that’s right alberta its one of the premiere events of the summer!! so come on down to whyte ave, did i mention the japanese souffle pancake franchise fuwa fuwa just opened?
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For the last five weeks, a local gym has provided a much-needed space for transgender Edmontonians to learn how to weight lift and focus on their fitness.
The six-week program, run by trainer Toni Harris at Action Potential Fitness, was offered as a pay-what-you-can opportunity to receive training that accommodates hormone therapy, body image goals, and preparation for or recovery from surgery.
"Just being welcome here, regardless of your body or how you identify or any of those other things, it makes a huge difference," participant Parker Pothier told CTV News Edmonton in a recent interview.
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"People have just kind of been sitting, waiting, I think, for something to become available that didn't just slap a rainbow sticker in their window during Pride month. A place that actually does this inclusivity thing the whole year round and is part of our values and principles here," the non-binary trainer and Action Potential Fitness co-owner told CTV News Edmonton.
Continue Reading.
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allbeendonebefore · 2 years
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me: spends all day ragging at the unfair treatment of the territories by the feds at the turn of the century
also me: hehehe and then edmonton with a population of 4,000 got 6 constituencies while calgary with 11,000 people got one and they convinced laurier it was Totally Fair and Proper and Calgary should also Never be capital hehehehehehe hohohoho
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sga-owns-my-soul · 10 months
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okay i'm guessing there aren't a lot of edmontonians in this fandom so i need you all to be aware of something
west edmonton mall is HUGE. it's the largest mall in north america, third largest in the world. it has one of the biggest indoor water parks world wide, a massive amusement park, two mini golf courses, a movie theatre, a freaking HOTEL, all inside the mall.
it spans like 3 city blocks
it doesn't matter that there's maps every 7 meters jeannie it doesn't MATTER you will get lost as a fully grown adult with perfect sense of direction ok you can't say rodney has no sense of direction bc he got lost in that mall YOU CAN NOT SAY THAT JEANNIE ITS SO EASY TO GET LOST THERE
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floral-ashes · 22 days
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Note to queer Edmontonians, I am now accepting summer fling applications. 🏳️‍🌈
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April 8, 2024
Mr. Schmidt: We also see that the city of Edmonton is not treated fairly when it comes to maintenance of provincial roadways. The city of Calgary gets the Deerfoot Trail maintained as a provincial highway, but the city of Edmonton doesn’t get the same deal when it comes to Calgary Trail and Gateway Boulevard. Now, let me just be clear, Madam Chair, that I’m perfectly fine with Calgary Trail deteriorating because I think that it’s in the best interests of Edmontonians to stay in our city and not have to go to Calgary. I think that by letting that road collapse, you know, we’re doing the Lord’s work by preventing the people from Edmonton from having to go to Calgary. I may be in a minority, though, when it comes to that opinion.
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interretialia · 4 months
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Monitum observandum de tempestate Albertensi Calgariensibus acerrime suademus ne vehicula agant nisi necesse prorsus sit. Edmontonenses, amiculum vos gerere oportet.
Alberta weather warning Calgarians are urged not to drive unless absolutely necessary. Edmontonians, you should wear a coat.
(Versio Anglica.)
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